The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

Lydia flashed a grin but said nothing, her smile enough of an answer.

Brayden strolled over, ruffling her hair affectionately.

Our Lydias still got time, he said with a wink.

Were not rushing into kids just yet.

Hannah shook her head, a half-amused, half-exasperated smile on her face.noveldrama

Alright, alright, she said with a sigh.

Its up to you, I guess.

Three years later, the two little ones had grown, their personalities blossoming into something remarkable.

They were a perfect blend of Hannah and Bryson-sharp, clever, and brimming with energy.

It was hard to tell where one ended and the other began, each of them carrying traces of both their parents in the way they thought, Laughed, and saw the world.

At just three years old, they handled things with surprising maturity, navigating their Little world like tiny adults. The Mitchell Residence.

It was>the weekend, and Hannah had been jolted awake at five in the morning by a phone call, leaving her restless and groggy.

She slowly opened her eyes, feeling Brysons warmth beside her.

Without a word, she turned and nestled into his arms, seeking comfort in his embrace.

Feeling her shift, Bryson slowly opened his eyes, a sleepy smile tugging at his lips as he tightened his hold on her.

He gazed at Hannah for a moment, then softly lowered his head, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

Hannah, eyes still closed, mumbled groggily, Did I wake you? No, its fine.

Bryson gently stroked her head, his voice soft.

Go back to sleep.

Ill stay with you.

Hm, Hannah hummed, snuggling closer into his arms.

His husky voice whispered, Or would you rather do something else? Hannah froze, her eyes still closed as she processed his words, her pulse quickening just a little.

His breath brushed against her neck, sending tingles down her spine.

Hannah felt a warm flush spread to her ears, and before she knew it, she was fully awake, her mind suddenly sharp and alert.

She turned her head to meet Brysons gaze, locking eyes with his deep, dark ones.

A sudden wave of shyness washed over her, and she looked away, her cheeks flushing.

She bit her Lip, attempting to push Bryson away gently.

No, Nina and Nora will be up soon.

It doesnt matter, theyre used to waking up at six-thirty, Bryson replied casually, a playful glint in his eyes.

Before Hannah could protest further he leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips lingering just long enough to make her forget her words.

The two of them remained tangled in each other for a long moment, the world outside forgotten. Finally, Bryson pulled back, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he Looked down at her.

Hannah Lay on Brysons chest, panting softly.

Bryson… she whispered, her voice still breathless.

He held her close, his fingers tracing gentle circles on her back.

Call me honey, he murmured, his tone low and teasing.

Honey.

Hannah obediently called out.

Mm.

Bryson chuckled.

Say it again.